Lyrics: One evening for pleasure I rambled To view the fair fields all alone Down by the banks of Loch Eiron Where beauty and pleasure were known
I spied a fair maid at her labour Which caused me to stay for awhile And I thought her the goddess of beauty Blooming bright star of Belle Isle
I humbled myself to her beauty Fair maiden, where do you belong Are you from heaven descended Abiding in cupid's fair throne
Young man, I will tell you a secret It's true I'm a maid that is poor And to part from my vows and my promise Is more than my heart can endure
Therefore I'll remain at my service And go through my hardship and toil And wait for the lad that has left me All alone on the banks of Belle Isle
Young maiden I wish not to banter 'Tis true I came in a disguise I came here to fulfill our last promise And hoped to give you a surprise
I own you're a maid I love dearly And you've been in my heart all the while And for me there is no other damsel Than my blooming bright star of Belle Isle
Notes: - Traditional Acadian love song, adapted by Bob Dylan, 1970.
